Split Personality? Arrogance and Humility! (Please Bookmark, Recommend, and Vote)

"Kid, you're far too arrogant!"

The youth held a long staff, glaring furiously at Tang San. The other boy had not uttered a single curse word, yet every word had been an enormous provocation!

"Words are useless. Come on!"

Tang San did not even spare the youth a glance. His burning gaze remained fixed on Wang Tianyi. He could hardly wait to test himself against him!

There was no suspense whatsoever in the outcome of that battle.

Tang San was, after all, a level 13 Soul Master, with the secret arts of the Tang Sect as hidden cards. Against a mere level 8 Soul Novice, he knocked his opponent down in just three exchanges.

The Work-Study Student Faction erupted into cheers, while the self-funded students wore grim expressions. Tang San calmly dusted off nonexistent dirt from his sleeve and said lightly, "Next."

"This kid's strength is anything but ordinary!"

Xiao Yan looked at Tang San, a trace of shock appearing on his face. Yet he was not overly worried. He wore that expression because he wanted some reaction from Wang Tianyi beside him. Once Wang Tianyi agreed with him, he could send out a stronger fighter to defeat Tang San, demonstrating the City Lord's Manor's strength and winning over a genius like Wang Tianyi. Embarrassingly, Wang Tianyi's expression remained unchanged.

What a joke. If the God King Tang could not defeat a Soul Novice, that would be truly bizarre! Next, the self-funded students sent out a one-ring Soul Master named Xiao Chenyu, but he was no match either. He was Xiao Yan's elder brother, and his Martial Soul was also a wolf. What Wang Tianyi could not understand was why the City Lord, whose strength had reached the Soul Ancestor realm, had not given his own son a hundred-year soul ring.

Yes, the dignified son of the City Lord had only one pitiful white Soul Ring beneath his feet! That white Soul Ring was already giving off faint yellow flecks, so it was likely close to becoming a Hundred-Year Soul Ring. Yet that could not conceal the fact that it was a ten-year Soul Ring.

Facing an opponent at the Soul Master level, Tang San deliberately displayed his current Soul Power Level. As Xiao Chenyu used Martial Soul Possession and lunged at him, Tang San's lips curled upward. Blue Silver Grass, drastically transformed in appearance, burst from the ground and tied Xiao Chenyu up in the blink of an eye! A yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring pulsed beneath Tang San's feet, utterly crushing the confidence of the self-funded students.

"A Hundred-Year Soul Ring? How is that possible?! He's only a work-study student!"

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, unwilling to accept it. Seeing his elder brother voluntarily concede out of fear of the poison in Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, he felt unable to save face—especially with Wang Tianyi, the genius he wanted to recruit, standing beside him.

"What are you afraid of? He's only one person! All of you, come out! Forget the rules of the match—beat this brat flat!"

Xiao Yan, unable to accept defeat, waved his hand. Three more One-Ring Soul Masters emerged from among the self-funded students. They all wished to attach themselves to the City Lord's Manor, so naturally they obeyed Xiao Yan without question.

Tang San was completely unafraid. He had already prepared himself to fight one against many. Only then could he display his strength and prove how correct his teacher's theories were!

He would use their defeats to establish Tang San's undisputed position as the strongest at Notting Academy!

"Give me—"

Xiao Yan had only spoken half a sentence when a hand blocked him.

"Brother Tianyi, what do you mean by this?"

"Using numbers to bully the few? That isn't a glorious method. Even if you win, so what?"

Looking at Tang San's confident face, Wang Tianyi revealed a cold smile.

"After all, I took your benefits and promised you. A true man must keep his word! I, Wang, may be lacking in talent, but I do have a little confidence!"

As Wang Tianyi spoke, he stepped forward on his own initiative. With each step, a dark yellow halo rose beneath his feet! Even a blind man could see that the Hundred-Year Soul Ring beneath Wang Tianyi's feet was far deeper in color than the one beneath Tang San's feet!

"Gasp! We self-funded students actually have a genius whose first Soul Ring is a Hundred-Year Soul Ring? Why have we never heard his name?"

"He's a first-year freshman named Wang Tianyi!"

"This is what he calls having a little confidence? That's way too humble!"

"Exactly! He's a first-year too, just like that kid over there! What a monster!"

Clearly, Wang Tianyi's appearance allowed the self-funded students to see hope of victory. They did not hold back their praise, lavishly complimenting Wang Tianyi. Wang Tianyi wore a humble expression from beginning to end, until...

"Hey, what kind of joke are you making? What do you mean I'm just like him? Is he even worthy of being compared to me?"

They looked at Wang Tianyi's arrogant expression.

Everyone: ...

What the hell was this?

Could a person's expression really change that quickly? One second he humbly said he lacked talent; the next, he was arrogantly saying the other party was unworthy of comparison?

This guy had extraordinary talent and seemed quite strong, but wasn't his personality a little... split?

Wang Tianyi's gait changed. From his initial measured stride, it became casual and unrestrained. Every movement of his seemed to carry an air of arrogance! By the time he stood before Tang San, his head was tilted back and he was looking down his nose at him.

Tang San frowned, his heart filled with rage.

That same look, that same manner! This guy looked down on him from the very depths of his bones!

But times had changed! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—never mock a poor youth! Today, he pointed his sword toward the layered clouds, grasped the sun and moon and plucked the stars. Tang San was no longer who he used to be!

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass! Level 13 one-ring Battle Soul Master! Please enlighten me!"

Announcing one's Martial Soul and Soul Power was the most formal method of sparring between Soul Masters! Hearing the gasps around him, Tang San was full of pride. However, what he wanted even more was to see Wang Tianyi's wonderful expression.

"That's it?"

What greeted him was a derisive snort!

"Since you're asking for a beating, don't blame me!"

"Wang Tianyi, Martial Soul Heaven-Equaling! Level 14 one-ring Battle Soul Master! As you wish, I'll give you some guidance!"

Wang Tianyi ignored the traditions between Soul Masters, but no one was focused on that at the moment. They were astonished by Wang Tianyi's Soul Power and puzzled by his Martial Soul. Xiao Wu and Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly contracted. Heaven-Equaling? What a domineering name! Equal to Heaven—but what Martial Soul was it?

"Heaven-Equaling? I've never even heard of it! Let's see whether your strength can live up to your arrogance!"

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

The Hundred-Year Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed, and Tang San immediately used his first soul skill! He was extremely satisfied with it. He was confident that even though Wang Tianyi's Soul Power was one level higher, as long as they were both Soul Masters, his first soul skill was unquestionably top-notch! After all, it was a Soul Ring carefully selected by his teacher, the number one theoretical master in the Soul Master world. What effect could a wild fighter like Wang Tianyi's soul skill possibly have?

Tang San: Don't underestimate the bond between me and my birth mother, you bastard!

The Martial Soul Wang Tianyi was currently using was Heaven-Equaling, and its first soul skill truly was nothing special.

It merely increased attack power by 300%, strength by 300%, and speed by 300%...

Well, and it came with the utterly insignificant Ruyi Jingu Bang, weighing a mere 13,500 jin...